Do you think I’m
Still pretty your,
Not very nice
Feel so much
Pity when I need
Your advice.
Was The dom
to my ditty
that went
Away When
I rolled the
dice.
I tried to make
It right with
Sugar and
Spice,
You don’t think
I’m pretty,
You’re not very
Nice if so and
Really don’t make
Me cry with a
Sad goodbye..
~D
- Authors: debc377
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- Finished: July 6th, 2018 22:00
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